Ishq woh tamana ha
K jisy ek bar dekhy
Use bar bar dekhy....
Visal e yar k liye loor loor phire...
Ye jane bagair k kia paye ga...
kia khoye ga...
Khushi.
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Note: This chapter will contain a little more words of urdu/ hindi. So if any of you couldn't understand then please ask me. Because it would be difficult for me to translate whole chapter for now. But I would surely edit it later. So you can ask me anything you couldn't understand.
Happy reading!
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Kashaan
There always comes a time in your life when you realize that not everything seems to be what it is! It was fate's favorite game to play. It twists you in knot, force you to feel something for a moment and it then rips everything away giving you something else before you can even blink!
You can't predict this life or its next phase. It's just you don't know what will happen the next moment. What will be in your hand and what will you get. What's not yours and what's yours. Its just ... unknown.
Life is a track. Abhi ap ek manzil par khare han... let's say ek din hi guzra hai aur sath hi dosra din samne khara hai. But what's important is... you have to deal with individual day along with having a constant journey.
Farz kar lety han..
Kabhi kabhi sab kuch thek hone k bawajud zindagi ma ajeb sa khali pan hua karta ha.
A vaccume is always there...
And to fill THAT vacuum, you always need someone.
Someone who would understand you without you trying to explain yourself.
Someone who doesn't demand anything.
Someone... who would love you with all your flaws...
Someone who won't judge you...
Someone... who becomes your reason to live...
And for me, its always been my mom and NOW... now its only the girl who have me wrapped around her fingers like a thread. THIS girl plays round my mind like a music and her name remains over my lips like lyrics that wouldn't leave my lips.
Taking a deep breath I extended a little back over my chair and closed my eyes while her sound of bangles rang in my ears. Her sweet voice making me smile and her thin fingers playing with my hair felt so good.
Khudara... Muhabat bhi kia cheez hai...
Kbhi milti nhi....
Aur kbhi thukrai jaati ha...
Mujhe meri muhabbat mili nahi thi... aur maine Aima ki muhabbat thukrai thi. Zindagi mai jitni bhi maafi mang lu... kam ho gi is chez k liye k I didn't treated Aima the way she always deserved.
She had the way of seeing beauty in others, even and perhaps when then person couldn't see it in themselves. That's what makes her illuminate like a star in the dark night. A star that have saved me... loved me... and taught me to live! It's really a big thing if someone does this for you. Everyone is not like her.
"Chal ab wapis aa ja!" I abruptly opened my eyes and saw Zayn sitting in front of me with a stupid grin over his face.
"What are you doing here?" I sat straight over my seat and opened the laptop over my table trying to be firm and busy or else you don't know how much he is going to tease the shit out of me.
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